26 [M4F] For me? you are nothing but just a pair of walking tits

i have one obsession: giant tits. I don’t care who you are—career woman, shy mom, innocent girl—none of it matters. To me, you’re just a pair of heavy, leaking milk bags, meant to be worshipped and used. I’ll reshape your mind until you accept that your fat tits are your purpose. When men stare at them bouncing, you’ll know the truth: you exist to be a fuckthing, a dripping set of udders. If you’ve got them, why hide? One day, you’ll realize: you don’t mind being reduced. In fact, it’s easier. No more pressure to be "smart" or "strong" or "independent." Just soft, heavy flesh and the pleasure of being used exactly as you were meant to be.

You’ll arch your back without thinking, presenting them like an offering. You’ll moan when I groped them in public, no longer ashamed—just proud. Finally, you’ll think, someone sees me for what I really am.

And when you’re on your knees, milk dripping from your fat tits while I slap them just to watch them sway, you’ll understand: this was always your purpose. Offer them to someone who’ll truly appreciate them